It was very quiet that night. People were at home. The bridge repairs were haulted for the night. It was really quiet. Suspiously quiet. Then a building blew up. No, it didn't catch on fire. It exploded. Embers and chunks of cement rained down upon the ground below. Out of the reckage and billows of smoke came a dark figure. He walked down the street with long strides, casually smoking a cigarette. The only recognisable part of him, was the red X on his chest.
Two miles away, in an apartment on the 4th floor, there was Milla. She hadn't seen him since the incident with the bridge two weeks ago, and frankly, she didn't care. At least, she tried not to care. She looked out the window and saw a small piece of rock bounce off of it. She open the window and peaked her head outside. The sky was lit red and smoke was pouring from an unknown source somewhere in the city. She changed into her costume and jumped out of the window.
X Sasha was waiting for her on a rooftop by the building. He knew she would come. She always did. The question was not would she come, but why was he there. He, himself, didn't have an answer for that. Of course he didn't have very long to think of an answer, because she dropped down on to the rooftop second before. She didn't move. She just sort of stared at him. It was creepy.
He stood up and smiled at her, "Why, hello, Super Milla.What a pleasant surprise." If he had had a moustache, he would have been twirling it by now.
She didn't say anything. She only lunged at him.She smashed him into the ground. He got up and threw a ball of energy at her. It hit her shoulder and she winced. She punched him in the nose, and he could have sworn he heard something crack. They traded punches for a while until she spoke.
"Why?" she said quietly.
"Because I'm evil," he responded knowing what she meant.
"That's not a good reason."
"Come now, Super Milla, I don't have all the answers, and the real question is why do you care." That question cause her to stop for a moment, and he took the oppurtunity to smash her into a wall.
"Why?" He asked.
"Yes, why?" She did not have the answer herself. So instead she threw a ball of red energy at him. By that time both of them were breathing quite hard. They stood two feet away from each other, waiting for the other to make a move. And then they saw nothing more.